After eliminating the thousand-year-old corpse queen, Long Sanniang's name had spread along both sides of the river, but not many people dared to approach her, after all, she came out of the Yin River Dragon Coffin.

When Aunt Ji finished saying this, she inadvertently turned her head to look at Long Sanniang's portrait, and the corners of her eyes began to moisten.

"Aunt Ji, is there any connection between the Yinhe Dragon Coffin and the corpse king that was eliminated by Long Sanniang?" I suddenly remembered that Aunt Ji said that the thousand-year-old corpse king had also been in the Yinhe Dragon Coffin. So he hurriedly asked.

Aunt Ji smiled slightly: "They have nothing to do with each other, but the thousand-year-old corpse king is nothing in front of the Yinhe dragon coffin, and the corpse king is just hiding with the help of the dragon coffin, the origin of the dragon coffin seems to be earlier than the Xia Dynasty, it can be said that it is a fierce thing in ancient times, as for who is the owner of the coffin?" Where is the lid of the coffin. No one knows about these, and no one dares to approach it. ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately became interested: "Something from antiquity?" If I'm not mistaken, the role of the dragon coffin is definitely not as simple as a coffin. ”

"Hmmm! In my opinion, it must have been used to suppress something. Old man Xiao took over my topic.

"After all, the Yellow River has existed for nearly 10,000 years, and legend has it that it connects the two worlds of yin and yang. Its waters are so wide, and the bottom of the water is so mysterious, there are countless unknown things buried in the mud and sand, and there are countless demons lurking under the water, I guess the role of the dragon coffin should be to suppress a monster under the water, or it is the dragon coffin of the town river that calms the eye of the river. If this is the case, the Lord inside the coffin is certainly not simple. But now the lid of the coffin is gone, and the Lord inside the coffin is gone. Otherwise, where would the thousand-year-old corpse king dare to hide in the dragon coffin! After Old Man Xiao finished speaking, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

I was shocked when I heard Old Man Xiao's words, the thousand-year-old corpse king's path was already so high, and the lord in the coffin was even more ancient and mysterious than the thousand-year-old corpse king's origin. Only, why did it disappear.

"Lao Wang, can such a small coffin calm the river eye?" Jiang Yimeng looked at me and said.

"There are too many things that have been suppressed in this river, and there are many things that have been suppressed, do you know the statue of the four evil gods? It once alarmed the country's top leaders. Aunt Ji didn't wait for me to speak, and hurriedly said.

When Old Man Xiao heard Aunt Ji say the Four Murder Gods, his body shook violently, and his face turned pale: "The Four Murder Gods?"

"What? Old Xiao, do you know them?" I looked at Old Man Xiao curiously.

Old man Xiao threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and nodded: "When the statue of the Four Fierce Gods first appeared, it was during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, and countless people died that time. The second time he appeared, it was when the Anti-Japanese War broke out, and a small Japanese army was wiped out, and no one survived. That thing has the same effect as the Yin River Dragon Coffin, both of which are used to suppress something. But its horror and danger are no less than the Yin River Dragon Coffin. ”

Aunt Ji nodded and agreed: "When the Four Fierce Gods appeared for the second time, I heard my master Long Sanniang say that although she was not there at that time, she was deeply impressed by that incident. ”

"My master is one of the few survivors of that incident, and he once told me about it. Try to stay away from these repressions. Because each one is more terrifying, and each one is more dangerous than the other. Uncle Ji said coldly, then glanced at us and continued: "That year, the iron hooves of the Japanese devils were rampant on the land of China, burning, killing and looting, and doing all kinds of evil. Countless Chinese boys responded to the slogan of protecting their families and defending the country and embarked on the front line of resistance against Japan.

The Yellow River has been the largest water transport hub in China since ancient times, and it is also a battleground for soldiers of all dynasties.

In feng shui, the Yellow River is the dragon vein of China, as long as the Yellow River is controlled, it is equivalent to controlling the national fortune of the dragon vein of China.

At that time, the Japanese army was preparing to destroy China in three months, so they sent an army of strange men and women to occupy a valley of the Yellow River.

The Japanese generals of the occupation forces were none other than Naotomi Hattori, who was famous in Japan. The Hattori family is one of the most famous families in Japan for their studies in ninjutsu and feng shui.

Hattori's soldiers are basically ninjutsu masters, or onmyoji, similar to the disciples of the Onmyoji family in ancient China. They mainly practice all kinds of evil arts or Qimen Dunjia.

At that time, the Japanese army occupied both sides of the river and built a bridge over the river, which just crossed the two banks of the Yellow River, like a knife cutting the Yellow River into two sections.

On the day the foundation of the bridge was built, the Japanese army gathered all the people of the nearby villages on the bridge and carried out a terrible massacre, using their blood to perform a blood sacrifice for the purpose of sacrificing the bridge.

The massacre lasted for a day and a night, the blood stained the red river red, and the corpses were soaked in the river layer upon layer. God finally couldn't stand it anymore, and a once-in-a-century drought began.

One night, a mysterious white-haired old man came to the Japanese military camp, and the old man was Jiro Hirata, who had come from Japan thousands of miles away, and was sent by Hattori Naotomi to pick him up from Japan.

In the Japanese barracks, Jiro Hirata looked at Naotomi Hattori with a smile: "The general has now built this bridge that cuts off the dragon vein, and China's national fortune should be over." It seems that China's demise is just around the corner, congratulations to the general! ”

Hattori nodded respectfully: "Sir, now this dragon vein has been broken, but there are too many fierce things in this river, which is really beyond my control, so I specially invited Mr. to come over." I hope that Mr. will help the emperor in his victory. ”

Jiro Hirata smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, general, I will do my best to help the general." ”

The drought was getting longer and longer, and the Japanese had to dig wells in the riverbed to get water, but no matter how deep they could dig, it was still hard soil, and there was no trace of water.

Jiro Hirata led a few people to the riverbed to take a closer look, and then found several locations where wells could be drilled to get water.

The Japanese soldiers dug for two days and two nights, and finally on the third day, one of the soldiers' hoes dug down a hard thing, which seemed to be a stone, and strangely enough, the stone was full of mysterious patterns, and the soldier did not dare to continue digging, so he hurriedly ran to report it to Hattori.

When he heard that something had been dug in the mud and sand at the bottom of the river, Jiro Hirata, who had half shaved his beard, ran over excitedly.

Other Japanese soldiers digging the well also came to watch, and Jiro Hirata looked at it carefully, then laughed and said, "This is a stone statue, what you dug out is only a part of the stone statue, keep digging!" ”

Encouraged by Jiro Hirata and Naotomi Hattori, the curious Japanese soldiers dug their arms widely.

After three days of digging, the huge stone statue was excavated.

Under the stone statue, Jiro Hirata looked carefully round and round.

"General, there should be more than one stone statue here, there are definitely others around here." Jiro Hirata said to Naotomi Hattori.

"And? How did the gentleman know?" The curious Hattori Naotomi looked at Jiro Hirata in puzzlement.

"This is the suppression thing used to suppress the monsters at the bottom of the river in ancient China, and the pattern on this stone statue is the gluttony of one of China's four fierce beasts, so I conclude that the stone statue used to suppress here should be the statue of the four fierce gods, and these four fierce gods are generally four, and we only dug up this one." Jiro Hirata has studied Chinese culture since he was a child, so he really knows a lot about these things, and he is very good at talking about them.

"Hahahaha! Since there is, then dig again! With a wave of his hand, Hattori gathered all his soldiers on the riverbed and dug up.